Curiously, Xian Yin asked, "Mr. Qin, why would this Du Qinghao invite you?"
Qin Hao: "I don't know, maybe the fight in Jianglan City a few days ago reached here."
Xian Yin nodded slightly and didn't ask further, taking out the fabric bought in the afternoon and said, "Mr. Qin, I'll make you two sets of clothes. Last time during the fight, your clothes were torn."
Ling'er laughed, "Sister Xian Yin, use the leftover fabric to make me some clothes too."
Xian Yin gently tapped her on her delicate nose, "It's already bought for you."
Qin Hao sat on the chair browsing through the merit mall in his system; he now had over twenty-three thousand merit points.
The people he slayed all somewhat increased his merit points.
As long as those people had killed ordinary folks or cultivators who hadn't committed evil deeds, Qin Hao would gain merit points by killing them.
Exiting from the system, Qin Hao watched Xian Yin and Ling'er chatting over there, his gaze contemplative.
